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Living on the edge!


Not a bad option or is it???

I'm not settled in my career, struggling to put the best foot forward in my present job, wondering if I can make it big in my life. I'm a 25 year old Indian girl, which makes me eligible to be pinned down on the dart board, facing darts from my folks and family.

"When are you getting married?"
As I have a very special friend in my life, the poor soul's mere existence invites more darts.

"Are you sure about the guy?" And the final dart,
"Shall we search a guy for you, in case you are not sure?"

Phew!!!


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Right now, I'm not sure about most of the things in my life. Or for that matter, I can't say whether I would ever be a hundred percent sure about my tomorrow. A beautiful line from one of my favorite movies, Kung Fu Panda- "You are too concerned with what was and what will be. There's a saying. Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called a "present"."




Yes, I'm living on the edge, unsure about what will happen tomorrow. But I'm trying to see the beauty of today. Today is beautiful, a great present from someone up above....

















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